On Your Knees (1/1)
On Your Knees
From Naomi’s perspective it would seem natural that Emily was the secretive one. The gay thing is the big highlight of her secrecy. Her sister didn’t know, the rest of her family, the college and her friends, so yeah, when she looks at the Fitch twins she would think that the quieter of the pair would be the one that had the secrets. Boy, was she fucking wrong.
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It’s the little things that set her off first. She wouldn’t notice them unless she looked for them and she’s motivated to look for them because Emily’s her fucking girlfriend and she has a right to look at her girlfriend.
The first thing is that Emily starts to get bruises, not the normal kind. Most people get them on their arms or legs or face and have some plausible excuse. Emily has them on her arse and Naomi knows for a fact that she didn’t do them. Doesn’t find them by looking, either, it’s all about touching. Her hands grasp Emily’s butt cheeks hard as her tongue goes to work on her slit. Emily cries out, grabs Naomi’s hair and pulls her closer, grinds against the blonde’s face. Naomi’s nails dig in and Emily screams. Not the sexual kind. Naomi bolts up and stares down in shock. Emily’s writing on the bed. “You okay, Ems?” She breathes, Emily’s eyes squeeze tight and she nods. She’s clawing at her butt. Naomi reaches down and flips her over. Light bruises mare her backside. Naomi’s mouth drops open. “Emily, how did you get these?”
“I fell.” She believes her, the first time.
The second thing she notices is the way Katie stares at her girlfriend. It’s strange, not sister like and certainly not twin like. It’s more like she’s her possession than she is her twin. Naomi notes it down. Doesn’t speak to Emily about it though because she doesn’t want to ruin anything. She has to play nice with Katie and Katie has to play nice with her. Those are the rules.
The third thing is when Katie pinches Emily’s bum. She tries to think of a context where this would be acceptable. For sisters to pinch each other’s arses and it would be fine. Naomi ignores it until Emily smiles and pinches back. She doesn’t say anything to Emily though because, well, she can’t even think how she would approach it.
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She decides that instead of talking to Emily she has to talk to Katie. It’s strange and she doesn’t have a clue what to make of it all, obviously she has some idea, but it’s just too insane. Not possible. When she gets to the Fitches house and is finally standing in Emily and Katie’s room no one is there. When the door handle rattles and she hears “I’ll be in my room mum!” And recognises it as Katie’s voice she opens the cupboard door and throws herself inside. She fucking bottles it. Pussy. Breathes heavily and tries to control it because it’ll look even worse if Katie finds her inside of the cupboard and she really doesn’t want to get into an argument with the FitchBitch in her room, in her house, with the FierceFitch downstairs. She’s brave, but she’s not fucking stupid.
So, she sits and stews and watches as Katie moves around the room and huffs and puffs and sighs and grunts. By the end of it all she’s grinding her teeth because she really wants out of there but Katie seems adamant on staying. Emily joins her after about half an hour and then that’s when she finally accepts what she’s feared.
“Alright, Ems.”
“Hey, Katie.” Watches as her girlfriend heads over to her bed and sits, cringes a little before getting comfortable and shuffling back. Opens a magazine and starts flicking through. Tension. It’s in the air. There is silence and all she can hear is two different Fitches breathing on two different sides of the room. “How was your day?” Doesn’t know which one of them offers it. She hears a shuffle and a sigh and then a “Fine.”
There’s a lot more shuffling and then a moan. Naomi’s eyebrow quirks a bit and she shuffles forward. Lightly presses her hand against the weak wood of the wardrobe door and lines her eye up against a slit. Gasps. Well, it’s not every day you see your girlfriend straddling her identical twin sister with her tongue down her throat. “Fuck, Katie!” It’s raw as well. The way Emily’s voice cracks a little as she throws her head up and lets her sister press kisses down her neck. Sloppy, Naomi can hear them from the wardrobe. “Shut up, Ems!” She hears Katie growl and watches as Emily is rolled onto her back and Katie presses down on top of her, knee pressing up against her cunt. Bites her lip and her hand tightens against the wood. Fuck.
The noise is enough to make her knickers fucking soaked. The groans and grunts are driving her insane. She knows it’s wrong but she really wants to touch herself. Get herself off. Thinks about it. “Stand up, Ems.” Emily does. Stands up straight and looks down at Katie compliantly. Katie stands as well now. “Take them off.” Emily knows what them is, so does Naomi a few seconds later when Emily lifts her top over her head and slides her jeans down her legs. She stands there in her bra and panties and waits. Just waits. “Those as well, come on, Ems, fuck sake, haven’t got all day!” Katie grumbles and Emily nods slowly, reaches behind her and unclips her bra, throws it to the floor. Her knickers follow, sliding them down her legs and throwing them into the pile with the rest of her clothes. “You know what to do.” Have they done this before? Emily drops to her knees. “Stay there. On your knees.” Emily does.
Katie kneels beside her sister and trails her tongue down her neck. Emily knows what to do though. Stay still. On your knees. Don’t fall forward. Katie lightly sucks on her earlobe and Emily groans a little. Shifts forward but stays where she is. Nods, lightly. Flushes and turned on as fuck. Katie slips her fingers down a runs them over Emily cunt. “Soaked, just like always.” She laughs to herself and then drops back onto her calves, reaches under the bed and pulls out a box. Naomi hears the metallic clink before she sees the handcuffs come out. Watches as Emily instantly puts her arms behind her back and crosses them. Katie puts the handcuffs on her and whispers “Good girl.” In her ear. Emily swallows hard and nods. Katie moves around and kisses Emily again. Hard. It’s all tongues and Emily moans approvingly. Katie pulls back and kisses her again. “Ready?” Emily nods and smiles. She likes this part.
Katie’s hard crashes down on Emily’s arse so hard that the little redhead jolts forward a bit, but doesn’t fall forward. She’s not allowed to though because those are the rules. Steadies herself and groans as Katie’s hand slaps against again her butt again. Bites her lips and squeezes her thighs together. Katie’s hand moves down and she slips a finger inside. Thrusts hard with one finger and rubs the clit with another. Round it, not on it because she wants Emily begging for it and so does Naomi. By now she’s reached down into her jeans and her fingers are slowly thrusting into herself, in time with Katie’s. She groans lightly and bites her lip hard to stop herself from being heard. This is wrong, this is so fucking wrong, but she fucking can’t help herself. Her hand presses harder against the wood for leverage as she shifts herself so her fingers can move deeper. Thumb lazily rubbing at her clit, a moan escapes her. Covers her own mouth with her other hand, but the twins can’t hear her. Lost in their own little world.
Emily’s stopped trying to cover up her moans now. She cries out every time Katie’s hard hits her arse and love sit more every time. She’s soaked now and Katie can feel like. Sucks on Emily’s neck as she thrusts her hand up into the redhead. Emily’s close. She can feel it. She’s starting to clench. “You want to come, Ems?” She whispers in her air and Emily nods meekly. “Well, what do you say?”
“Please, Katie. Please, let me cum. Please.” Her breath is ragged and her chest is heaving. She’s so close. Just needs that little bit extra. Needs Katie to push a little harder and deeper.
“Good girl, but you know the rules. Katie, first. Emily, second.” Emily nods. She’s happy to comply. Naomi’s breath hitches in the cupboard as Katie stands before Emily and looks at expectantly. Emily’s head dives forward and her tongue goes to work. Licks up and down the slit before slipping inside and thrusting deeply. Her hands are tied and they agreed long ago that she has to do it all with tongue. So she does. Doesn’t take her long because she’s had a lot of practice and she knows what Katie likes. Katie’s moans loudly and grabs at Emily’s head and pulls her closer. Grinds against her face and shivers in climaxes. Naomi cums, too. Hand in jeans and hand against the wall. Her breath hitches a high pitch screech escapes her. She’s covered in sweat and breathes heavily. “Stay there.” Emily does. Katie opens the wardrobe and smirks. “Well, look what we’ve got here.” Naomi tries to stand but her knees are weak. Opens her mouth to say something but Katie pins her against the wall and kisses her hard. She can taste Emily on Katie’s tongue. Sweet, so fucking sweet, moans into the twins mouth and wraps her arms around her. Kisses her hard.
She doesn’t know how she ends up in the position she’s in. Watches as Katie slips the harness up Emily’s legs and watches as Emily goes straight back to kneeling where she was before. Watches as Katie spreads lube all over the blue strap on and then grabs hold. She shifts it up against Naomi’s asshole and her eyes widen. Pushes it hard and it slips inside. Naomi doesn’t make any noise, her mouth just opens in a silent ‘oh’. It’s uncomfortable as it slides inside her and Emily shifts forward. Feels Emily’s thighs come to rest against her backside and hers the redhead groan a little. “Good girl.” Katie kisses Emily cheek. “I’ll get you off later.” Emily moans at this as well. Katie slides her own strap on on (this one purple) and slides under Naomi. “I don’t think I need lube. You seem to be enjoying yourself.” She follows this up with rubbing her fingers lightly against Naomi’s cunt. Naomi’s arse clenches against its intruder and she groans. It’s strange, but not bad. Katie’s hold a chain now. It’s attached to a collar around Emily’s neck. “She’s yours outside, but here, she’s mine, alright, lezza?” She hisses and then slides her strap-on up into Naomi thrusting deeply. The blonde moans and presses her hands down hard on Katie’s shoulders. A tug of the chain and Emily follows; thrusting her strap-on into Naomi’s arse slowly because it’s her first time and she still has her handcuffs on. It’s strange, feeling this full. Groans as both Katie and Emily thrust into her at the same time and grips the carpet hard, her knuckles turning white. “Fuck! Oh, fuck!” Fuck it. “Please. Just...jesus!” moans and shifts closer to Katie, who takes to sucking on her nipples, bites them. They thrust together in unison and she’s close, so fucking close. Katie tugs on the collar and Emily falls forward onto Naomi’s back, tits pressing hard against her back, nipples erect and its that. That final animalistic touch as Emily thrusts into her while on her back that makes her cum. Arch her back in climax and let out a moan.
She feels empty when they pull out and flops onto the floor, spent. Fuck, she understands. She fucking gets it. Completely. “Finish, Ems, off.” Nods slowly as Katie tugs at her hair a little and lifts her into position. Her tongue laps at Emily cunts. Hands finding her arse cheeks and pulls her close. Doesn’t take long for Emily to cum and for Naomi to happily swallow every last drop.
She gets it now. When they all lay in a single bed later that night. It’s messed up and unexplainable but.
Katie’s the one with the secret.
A/N: Hope you liked that :D Enjoy.